Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1887-07-13
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-Ellnor," tenIerIy, II have loved
you so long. Must the devotion OF
wears have been lavlshed in valn!"
The pleading accents awake no an
swering sentiment. The fair, white
face is calm. 4 FAINT, plying smile
hoyer5 around the tender curves or the
sweet mouth
"Disdain," he thinks, "were Letter
than such supreme indifference. Ell
inor!" What a passionate yearnlng Is
IN the low cry!
Don't, please. Arthur! I almost
feel as if l must be terribly 10 blame
for your suffering"
You to blame? All, no, dearest
could not help loving you from the
moment when, a youth or nfteen,
first saw you In church. L said TO nay
self then: Arthur Gordon, there Is one
girl in the world for you!' From that
time forth my only happiness consisted
IN thinking of you; planning what l
could do to give you pleasure. After
four years OF such worship, have been
unable to move your heart L have
touched your life SO lightly that, were
you never 10 see me again, you would
, not bestow upon me one regret"
Indeed, you wrong ms" inter-
rupted the young lady, earnestly.
s.Elinor Garrison never forgets friend
and who has been a truer friend to
the orphan than you, my brotherF"
Gordon raised her dainty hand to
his lips, with reverential gesture. 81
accept the title, dear love-" he said,
grayely. "If l may not be more TO
YOU, at least will be your brother,
ever ready TO care for your interests,
loving you with all my might, yet
hoping for nothing in return"
4 slight blush stained the pale
cheeks.
"You are too noble, Arthur. ou
deserve more. Forget me; and lind
and another upon whom To pour out
such dislnterested affection"
THE world holds no other for me, y
he answered, tenderly. beautiful
smile Illuminating his frank counte-
nance.
Meeting those clear, gray eyes. FL
inor felt that here was man TO Dc
trusted. Why could she not care fol
him as she desiredY Rich, handsome
upright. what more could any woman
demandP She sighed.
"You have heard the latest, oi
course, Ellie?" gayly imputed a pretty
girl, as she tossed aside her gloves
| preparatory W SPehHS "
with her friend.
"No- - answered Miss Garrison.
"Why. I thought he must hav,
ktold you himself, 50 l ran over pur-
posely to hear all about It"
.sOf whom are you speaking?" wa
the quiet response.
..Of Arthur Gordon. His engage
meat to Miss Marion Hepworth o
Boston is announced" watching L!
inor furtively as she answered.
The latter appeared courteousiy II
terested-nothlng more, as she re
sumed the etching which Olive Lind
sey,s entrance had interrupted
You are not mistaken, Ollve!
with a great assumption OF lndiuel
ence.
"CertaInly not with some spirit, q
the young lady drew a tiny package
rick-rack from her pocket ana Dega
In work nimbly. Brother Fran
. heard it at the club last evening
You know, Ellie, L never repeat
story unless very sure Of It's truth.
Miss Garrison smiled. was NJ
doubling you, Ollie" she said, sootl
. ingly. "I know you are not Dit OF
posslp.n A moment later, "Have
!, shown YOU my new spring SUIT!
adroitly turning the conversation.
/. Once fairly launched upon this Ia.
a c,nating topic, Miss Lindsey forgot
4 refer again to Gordon's engagement
and after a half hour that seemed
/ terminable TO Elinor, took her leave.
"So," thought Elinor, while her n
= = LID curled half scornfully, "thls W
c the end of all those protestaticns
undyIns fidelity"
i 1t was i disappointment to fnd hl
s no different from other men, II
IS heart beat more rapidly at the recolle
e tiou of his last words:
"The world holds no other for me
n "Ahr' whispered Elinor, trump
n antly. sshe loves me only. wish NJ
Hepworth JOY of her prize"
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